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before our time
before high mountains grew from void
or rivers sprang from cotton roots
there was a seed
naught could impede
destined to bleed
to set its creed
before eve’s fruit the morning cloyed
i knew you bore love’s attributes
before night came to cloak the day
or sunlight knew horizon blush
i felt the need
to intercede
lest lust and greed
dark passions feed
until their tentacles find play
to bridle hope by vile ambush
before you sat across from me
so innocent of my approach
faith guaranteed
‘twas no misdeed
you should concede
to fill my need
before our time i had the key:
your love would save me from reproach
© Copyright 2021 May 21
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
or rivers sprang from cotton roots
there was a seed
naught could impede
destined to bleed
to set its creed
before eve’s fruit the morning cloyed
i knew you bore love’s attributes
before night came to cloak the day
or sunlight knew horizon blush
i felt the need
to intercede
lest lust and greed
dark passions feed
until their tentacles find play
to bridle hope by vile ambush
before you sat across from me
so innocent of my approach
faith guaranteed
‘twas no misdeed
you should concede
to fill my need
before our time i had the key:
your love would save me from reproach
© Copyright 2021 May 21
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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